How similar is the moment when they advance to the Feixian? Their practices throughout their lives are just the arrival of that moment.

Appreciating the blooming of the ephemeral cereus, Nalan City Lord saw that it was almost time, so he handed the box he had hidden to Mo Ye beside him and said, "Young Master Mo, it's almost done."

"Yes." Mo Ye responded, took the box and looked at Tang Ning beside him.

Tang Ning was slightly surprised and saw him get up and walk forward, come to the front of the Epiphyllum, picking off the Epiphyllum that is as dazzling as a white jade plate, put it in the box in his hand and storing it. Amid the screams of everyone around him, he turned around and walked towards her.

"Aning, I'll give it to you."

Mo Ye's low voice came into Tang Ning's ears with magnetic properties. He handed her the box containing the ephemeral in his hand, looked at her affectionately, and said, "All things in this world, as long as you like, I will find them for you."

Listening to this and looking at the affectionate gaze of the person in front of him, Tang Ning felt indescribable emotion in his heart. A joy that surged from the bottom of his heart occupied her entire heart, and that kind of happiness could not be expressed in words.

The monks on and off the stage looked at this scene and their eyes widened in surprise.

You say you picked the ephemerals and gave it to the woman! They still felt it was a little normal. After all, it was normal to please the woman you like. However, such a big man picked the flowers and gave it to a man, or a man without hair. He said such a touching love word again, which is too much!

"This broken sleeve is too open and honest, right?"

"Yes! Who are these two people? They actually talk love in front of so many people, and at least they can restrain themselves!"

"The man in black robe looked like an ordinary person, so why did he fall in love with the bald man? I really don't know what he saw."

"I wondered, who is not good to fall in love with? I just fell in love with a bald man. Most of the bald men in this world are Buddhist disciples, but looking at the man's dress, it seems that it is not."

"I was thinking about whether the bald man in green would be Master Tang, but now it seems that he shouldn't be. No matter what, Master Tang does, he will never be a sleeveless person."

The people below were talking, looking at the two people on the stage, although they were talking about contempt, they might be more envious!

I envy them for not fearing the eyes of the world, and for their courage to love and hate.

Amid the envious and jealous eyes of everyone, Tang Ning took the box he handed over, looked at him in front of him, his eyebrows and eyes were bent into crescent moons, and a sly and naughty light flashed through her eyes. He stretched out his hand and hooked his neck to pull his head down, stood on tiptoe and raised his chin slightly, and kissed the sexy thin lips exposed outside the mask.

Mo Ye was already stunned when her soft lips were printed. Before he could recover from the shallow kiss, he saw that she was ready to retreat.

Maybe it was because he was reluctant to part with her soft red lips, or because he hadn't tasted her sweetness enough, it was almost instinctive. He stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around her waist and hugged her in his arms. At the same time, he turned passive into initiative, deepening the real first kiss between the two...

"Hiss! Wow!"
Chapter completed!